Skin Tight.

Skin Tight.

A Poem by Kristin

I'm afraid 
Of living 
In my own skin.
The air around me
Is free,
but the air inside me
Is so tight. 
With skin as frail has mine
I could only hope to break out
Without breaking myself.

© 2014 Kristin


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You portray the feeling of isolation very well in this poem, the struggle to maintain sanity and the struggle to free yourself from the misery of being trapped in your own skin, or your place, or whatsoever it symbolizes. Well done.

Posted 6 Years Ago


yes, thats a thought that hits the mind many times..
you done that well

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Kristin

Atlanta, GA



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